In the night, nearly half of this large-scale white building collapsed like a mountain. Countless restrictions popped out, and then began to disintegrate in violent shocks.
These restrictions were all placed by the Dragon Slayer Immortal himself. He is already a Perfect Immortal, and it is difficult for an ordinary person to break through it. However, the power of the pure white light is extremely fierce, and it can be crushed directly.
And you know how strong the people who attack are.
Immortal Yan Yang and Immortal Xilai came one after another, turning into two phantoms and rushing there as fast as possible. At the same time, the disciples of the surrounding sects were aware of it and rushed towards it one after another.
Hundreds of people are shrinking like a black tide.
rumble!
The sound of vibrations in the void came to everyone's ears, and a murderous intention filled the world inexplicably, making people feel chills running down their spines, as if their lives were hanging by a thread.
"Up there!"
Immortal Yan Yang, who was also a Xuan Immortal, raised his head. The offensive had already been launched. Countless flying swords of extraordinary quality soared into the sky. In the Hundred Demon Sword Formation, a huge demonic face appeared, rising up against the sky.
Deep in the sky, a ray of pure white light fell straight down, like a falling meteorite. It rubbed violently with the void, holding up a slender tail of light, which suddenly hit the Hundred Demon Sword Formation.
boom!
The sword array collapsed instantly, and most of the flying swords were crushed into powder by this blow. There were many top-quality treasures in them. Immortal Yan Yang's eyes were fierce, and his heart was extremely angry, but at this moment, he did not dare to slack off at all, and shouted
Said: "Get away!"
The invisible force pressed down crazily, and the ground collapsed, revealing a huge crater. The scope continued to expand, which was terrifying.
Countless disciples were blocked by this blow and no longer dared to move forward.
The thick clouds in the sky were changing in many ways, as if they were reacting to the two auroras. The rain was pouring down, but it only enveloped this leading ancient sect.
Immortal Yan Yang was half-kneeling on the ground, his body trembling violently, and rainwater dripped from the wetness on his forehead. He raised his head in despair, trying to find traces of the enemy in the vast night, but his heart kept pouring.
Out of fear, this method may only be used by the sect leader.
Suddenly, he coughed violently, slapped the ground with his hands, splashing rainwater, and howled: "Who is it?!"
Immortal Xilai stood aside. He had never seen his master in such a state of desolation, with a hint of fear on his solemn and indifferent face.
…
Yuan Futu was knocked directly into the tunnel that cleared the smoke. At this moment, the color of the smoke had turned into a green gray, making it difficult to see. It took him a long time to recover, and then he realized that someone was trying to save him.
"Walk!"
A voice exploded in his mind, and Yuan Futu's mind immediately became clear. He ran out without looking back, and stepped on a broken robbery sword into the vast night sky.
At this moment, at least hundreds of disciples discovered his traces, but they did not pursue him. To be precise, they could not pursue him, because when he took a step forward, the third white brilliance had already reached him and was unstoppable.
In the thick clouds and mist, countless raindrops splashed on his body. Yuan Futu felt a little cool, but his heart was extremely excited. He felt that the Qingyang Sect was getting farther and farther behind him. He couldn't help but roar. Unexpectedly,
In a desperate situation, he survived again.
Not long after, the clouds and fog gradually thinned, and the figure of an ancient old man appeared not far away, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
Wearing a withered blue robe, with green hair flying all over his head, he stood in the sky, and his aura was integrated with the heaven and earth.
"Master Dongming!" Yuan Futu shouted the man's name in shock.
Immortal Dongming slowly turned around and said, "We'll talk about it when we get back."
Nearly half of the magnificent white building was in ruins. The alchemy masters were all shocked, but they were still carrying out the elixir refining work in an orderly manner. It seemed that this was more important than their lives.
many.
In the midst of the ruins, the collapsed earth and rocks were suddenly shaken away by a violent force. The Dragon-Slaying Immortal stood proudly, holding the white brilliance fiercely in his hand, his face as gloomy as water.
As the bright white light turned from bright to dark, the body inside gradually appeared, but it was a flying sword.
The flying sword was completely charred and black. It seemed to be driven by the most powerful magic, so it could not withstand it and was damaged. Its grade could not be identified at the moment. It broke with a click in the hands of the Dragon Slayer Immortal, and turned into dust when it fell to the ground.
The Dragon Slaying Immortal stamped his feet and appeared above the clouds. His eyes stared forward and he said with a deep smile: "After holding back for so long, I finally took action. Unfortunately, I don't know if you can afford the price."
In the Yunlan Immortal Kingdom, there was only one person besides the Dragon Slayer Immortal who could do this, so he easily guessed the identity of the other party. However, his purpose was to make the Dragon Slayer Immortal a little confused and make such a fuss.
Is the big news just for that Golden Immortal?
"Sect Master." Immortal Yan Yang came with a sword and said with an ugly face, "I will chase him."
The Dragon Slaying Immortal waved his hand and said: "No need, since that old guy has come out, even if I take action personally, I may not be able to take the person back from his hands."
Immortal Yan Yang heard the meaning of this sentence, and his face darkened. He could not figure out how a dead person could appear in Qingyang Sect by accident, and also lead to such a big, even even
The top Xuanxian took action, and everything looked like it had been planned for a long time.
Immediately, he revealed the identity of the golden immortal and the previous assassination incident, and informed the sect master in detail.
The Dragon Slaying Immortal quickly digested all the information and became more and more interested in this Golden Immortal. He suddenly said: "It turns out that he is the Golden Immortal who holds the dragon scales of the Ancient Heavenly Emperor. He is also the divine pattern master of the Wanshen Sect. No wonder it is worth it."
The old guy took action himself."
Immortal Yan Yang said: "At that time, the disciple was given the Western Thorn Divine Cone to smash his body to pieces and eventually fall into the underworld. Logically speaking, there is no way to survive."
"But after all, you are not sure whether he is really dead." said the Dragon Slaying Immortal.
Immortal Yan Yang narrowed his eyes and nodded seriously.
"Go and confirm whether the bloodline of the Heavenly Emperor Dragon Seed is still there." The Dragon-Slaying Immortal said immediately after realizing the bad situation that might happen.
Immortal Yan Yang's eyes widened and he returned to Beiling Hall without saying a word.